He bunched her right hand into a fist and spread her left hand out wide. He quickly tightened her fist and a bright blue mass of water, in a ball, swam in her hand. It turned into a whirlpool, then a ball again, and then another shape and another, then it vanished. As soon as it was gone it was like her insides tightened and then let go. She felt exhausted beyond exhaustion.
He quickly made a fist again and what looked like a small tornado was moving around in her hand. Her exhaustion was gone, and she was able to laugh when the tornado started to tickle her inner palm. Then it too was gone and her exhaustion came back.
